Growing Up As An Autistic Woman

My name is Kelsey-Jo

I am autistic

I am a woman

I am still a human

I am understanding

I am confident

I am supportive

I am clever like Albert Einstein

I am a helping hand

I am opinionated

I am funny

I might be unique to non-autistic humans

I might behave in a various way

I might be intelligent when my memory energised itself

I might be like my routines to be the same

I might not like the crowds of people

I might have difficulties in calming down when things are too overstimulated

I might communicate differently than everyone else

I might be not normal, but I am trying to be friendly

I might experience the world quite different

I might rock back and forth when feeling enthusiastic

I might need to have alone time

I might laugh inappropriately

I might have a mixture of emotions that changes so rapidly

I don’t have to be verbal at all times

I don’t have to be happy at all times

I don’t have to be like everybody else

I don’t have to be decisive

I don’t have to be the follower

I don’t have to be talkative at all times

I don’t have to be a part of the friendship group

I don’t have to be righteous at all times

I don’t have to give people eye contact at all times

I don’t have to respond to anything

I have to achieve something

I have to regain confidence

I have to make a mistake

I have to cry on people’s shoulder

I have to be upset, but not all the time

I have to be forceful

I have to be a fighter

I have the right to be the autistic self-advocate

I have the right to remain silent

I have to do anything I wanted to do to overcome the obstacles